Upon hearing this, the other two people pondered. The history of the ancient times had indeed been cut off. Occasionally, there would be magical weapons or martial arts left behind from the ancient times. Only then would people know that the experts of the ancient times were incomparable to the current practitioners. There were countless rare treasures and powerful martial arts.
Many supernatural novels were based on people's guesses about the history of the ancient times.
Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, there wasn't much information about the ancient times.
Occasionally, there would be some gains in some ancient tombs or other places that were rarely visited by humans.
However, from those martial arts, it was known that there were written inheritances in the ancient times. Therefore, many people suspected that there was a great change that cut off the history.
Unfortunately, people nowadays could only guess.
However, it was a fact that antiques from the ancient times often had extremely powerful effects.
"Who's going to do this? Lan City is full of hidden talents, and Qi Zixiao is a world-class expert. Even a Spirit Wheel expert might not be able to deliver this to the Dayao palace. Besides, this antique can't just be placed in any random place, right? "Liu Ruofeng muttered.
"Qi Zixiao is getting married in a few months, and some of the warlords of the Yun Nation will take this opportunity to go to Lan City to meet her. I can take this opportunity to sneak in and find a chance to present this antique to her. "
"If they are exposed, they will be exterminated. Do they have the guts to do so?" Liu Ruofeng asked.
"I have helped the warlord of Suncreed City before, and he doesn't know my identity. If I suggest going with him, it should be possible." Gao Yishan stroked his beard and laughed.
Liu Ruofeng looked at Gao Yishan with admiration. In any case, the risk of going deep into the tiger's den wasn't small. If they were discovered, they would definitely die.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard other sounds mixed with the wind.
The three of them listened carefully, and their expressions changed. "It's barbarian soldiers! Why are they here in such windy weather? "
Liu Ruofeng got up and moved the mechanism in the corner of the room, revealing a secret passage. "Both of you, leave this place quickly!"
"Brother Liu, you …" Song Ping stood in front of the secret passage and saw that Liu Ruofeng had no intention of leaving.
"My whole family is here, and I'm afraid we won't be able to escape. I can't let them be lonely on the road." Liu Ruofeng smiled. "Forgive me for being selfish, but whether the Yun Nation can be revived in the future depends on all of you.
Xu Ping and Gao Yishan's eyes were bloodshot, and a surge of blood Qi surged in their chests.
…
Ten minutes ago, a team of several hundred people was hiding under a hill. Everyone was trying their best to stick close to the ground to stabilize themselves. If he stood up straight, he would probably be blown away by the wind.
"Damn, the wind in the Yun Nation is really strong!" a burly man in leather armor cursed. He had never seen such a strong wind in Dayao.
How did the people in this place live?
However, as soon as the words left his mouth, they were blown away by the wind.
The sound was barely audible.
"The Luoxia Manor is just ahead. I originally wanted to settle things tonight, but I didn't expect the wind to be so strong. Even the trees were blown away. There's no way to go. Looks like we'll have to wait for the wind to stop before we can move, "another burly man yelled.
"I feel like if I jump, I'll be blown away by the wind!" a big man shouted against the wind.
"Pfft, we won't look for you." Another big man laughed.
"The Luoxia Manor is right in front of us, and the wind is blowing from behind. If we jump, do you think we'll be blown into the Luoxia Manor? When we fall from the sky, we'll definitely give them a fright, "a big man said eagerly.
"Good idea! I'm just afraid that we'll be blown away. "The others laughed.
"I'll give it a try. If we get blown away, I'll come back to look for you." The burly man couldn't hold back his thoughts. It would be great if he could be blown away by the wind and fly in it.
"I'm just afraid that we'll fall to our deaths if we blow too high," someone else shouted.
"Didn't you see those trees? They're all blown away, and they're only a few meters high at most. Even if we fly more than 30 meters high, we won't fall to our deaths. "The burly man laughed. He was obviously confident in himself.
After hearing what he said, many people were tempted.
Although they were in the army, this was the aboriginal army. Every soldier was very strong, and the discipline was naturally much worse than that of other nations.
Although they were doing a mission outside, the group of people was affected by what the burly man said. They threw the mission aside and began to seriously discuss the feasibility of flying with the wind to Luoxia Manor.
"I'll give it a try first." The burly man who first suggested this idea laughed at the crowd. Without waiting for the others to stop him, he immediately got up. The strong wind immediately made him lose his balance.
However, he wasn't worried at all. He laughed loudly and kicked off the ground. His whole body jumped forward as if he had blended into the wind. As the strong wind blew further and further away, they could vaguely hear his carefree laughter coming from the opposite direction of the wind.
The others immediately felt an itch in their hearts.
"What if he falls into the Luoxia Manor? He's not a match for us alone. I'll go and help him. "Another burly man grabbed his knife, got up, and also disappeared into the wind.
"I'll go too."
"I'll go too!"
Dozens of figures disappeared into the wind. It was unknown whether they went to look for him or if they found it interesting to be blown away by the wind.
The latter was more likely to be the case.
"You guys wait here. I'll go and take a look as well. They won't be able to stop the Luoxia Manor's village chief." One of the officers stood up and also disappeared into the wind.
Feeling his body being pushed by the strong wind, as if he had blended into the wind, the officer also laughed heartily. He deeply felt that it was fortunate that he had followed along. It was much more interesting than waiting there for the mission to start.
Seeing his figure disappear, even more people became restless.
Another officer lay on the ground and shouted to the surroundings, "Stay where you are. Don't copy them."
Who knew if they would fall into the Luoxia Manor?
Although it looked fun.
If too many people copied them, they would be blown too far away by the wind. When the time came, they would inevitably be whipped for delaying the mission.
…
Liu Ruofeng sent the two of them off through the secret passage. Then, he picked up the treasure sword hanging on the wall and sat there, waiting for the aboriginals to attack.
He stroked the scabbard with his fingers and thought to himself, Old friend, this is the last time.
However, after 30 seconds, he seemed to hear the shouts of dozens of aboriginals.
It was a little strange. Those people's voices seemed to be coming from above.
With such strong wind, how could these people's voices be coming from above?
One minute passed. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. The expected aboriginals still hadn't attacked.
This caused his expression to start to fluctuate.
The disciples in the other rooms and behind the walls in the courtyard all had suspicious looks on their faces.
Who was the one who made that sound just now? Could it be the god that controlled the wind? When they thought about it, it was really possible. Otherwise, why would the wind above their heads transmit their voices?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt it was possible.
Many people imagined the god that controlled the wind riding on the wind, being surrounded by the wind, inviting friends to a banquet, and exchanging cups of wine.
Many people started to pray silently.
This continued until daybreak. The sound of the wind gradually stopped. An aboriginal army charged over from afar, and the manor was engulfed in blood and fire.
Further away, the aboriginals were blown to the ground by the wind, crashing into a forest or a pile of rocks. They shook their heads, got up, and looked around blankly. "Damn it, where did they fly to?"
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